Forty years ago today, the two of us paced a hallway on the side of the church. We were nervous but we just wanted the ceremony over so we could start our life together. The honeymoon was a horrible mess and hilarious - http://livingwellwithabaddiagnosis.blogspot.com/2010/11/famous-honeymoon-story.html
But, I love how we met and how we fell in love so quickly - http://livingwellwithabaddiagnosis.blogspot.com/2009/11/best-husband-in-world.html
Life happened. There were so many good times and just a couple of hard times. Our son arrived eight years later after we bought a house, traveled the world, had fancy cars and were ready for him. I stayed home for nine years before going to work at the school where I got sick. He always remembers our anniversary and phones from wherever he is in the world.
I always say that I must have had a difficult past life because this one has been so lovely - parents who adored each other, met and married the perfect person for me, had a fantastic son, never starved, a music centered life. Pretty nice.
We are having lunch together over the pass before shopping for the caviar, blinis, champagne, a good rib eye steak, sauteed mushrooms and toasted marshmallows over the BBQ fire for dessert. Sounds just about perfect.
But, what we are really celebrating today is that I am still alive, despite the doctors prognosis. We will hold our champagne glasses high and toast to another ten years to celebrate our 50th together.
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